1. The Fiske Family
2. The Bennetts
3. The Dicksons
4. The Abbey
5. Landmarks and Personalities
6. The Great Road
7. The South Side
8. Merriams and Fields
9. Sold to Riley
10. Early Automobiles
11. The Dump
 
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THE DUMP
 

wondering what to do next, I walked up to him.
   "Well, Mr. Kendrick," said I, "you're falling off a lot of banks this week, aren't you?"

    South Orleans now became our summer home, and each year   in early July we would pack the automobiles to the gills and     move down. It was a long trip in those days. Barring mishaps it took about five and a half hours with Eddie Green driving, and    with my mother nearly two hours longer. We always broke the    trip by stopping at Bridgewater for an ice cream soda. My    mother had decided that the Bridgewater milk was safe from typhoid contamination because we had drunk it so often without getting sick. In Boston she felt that Huylers was the only place    that could be trusted. At any unfamiliar soda fountain she would always ask the clerk where their milk came from, and if she re-ceived a satisfactory answer we were allowed the soda. With my father, however, anywhere was acceptable; an ice cream soda was an ice cream soda as far as he was concerned.
   Still another Bridgewater attraction was a horrid little purple breath sweetener sold under the name of Violet Breath Hearts.   The heart-shaped objects had a violet flavor, and were as good as any candy I had ever tasted. I always stocked up with several boxes at the beginning of the summer because Bridgewater was   the only place I knew of where they could be bought.
   In South Orleans, we started off with two boats — a ten foot sharpie with a leg-of-mutton sail and a bad lee helm, and a row¬boat named The Appendix, for one of my father's hypothetical ailments. We had an Evinrude outboard motor that we used on The Appendix. It was heavy, noisy and temperamental but

 

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